Lovin' Lowly

I'm dreaming of the sound of little mockingbirds

Repeating what they heard, wailing in the wind

Pleasing the thought of things that are absurd

Repeating what they heard, secrets told to them

A sound I reminisce and lips I've yet to kiss, so much dissonance

A sound I reminisce and lips I've yet to kiss, no self discipline

The meaning of it all, seeds I've never sewn

Screaming what I know

Wrapped up in silk

And such a paper heart, easily burned, writing what I know

Drifting away

A sound I reminisce and lips I've yet to kiss, so much dissonance

A sound I reminisce and lips I've yet to kiss, no self discipline

A sound I reminisce and lips I've yet to kiss, so much dissonance

A sound I reminisce and lips I've yet to kiss, no self discipline